"Oh finger fuck me too John. Do it to the woman you love and make her cum all over your stomach. You know you'd love it," I said.I even saw her laugh ... little. Then I mouthed the words 'I love you' to her, but John thought that was for him."I love you too my lady," John said.Then he leaned up and gave me a kiss. I put my hands around him, but I also kissed my left hand and blew Jeanette a kiss. She blew one back to me and then mouthed 'I love you too' to me right before she left. My boobs. It was soon apparent she was close. Moving my fingers across her button as I licked her nipples she moaned louder and then. I could feel her juice trickling over my fingers as she buried her face in my shoulder to stifle her groaning, as she came. She grabbed me and snogged me furiously as I withdrew my fingers, unbuttoning my jeans I pulled them and my boxers down, with my solid wood in my hand I turned her around and whispered in her ear “Put your hands on the wall”. As she did I gathered up. They might think it’s true, but they can’t ever be sure. And sometimes girls do it because the guy wants to, not because they want to.”“That makes no sense! Why do something you don’t want to do?”“To keep a guy, for example.”“But a guy who requires sex without concern for what the girl wants is not a guy I think is worth dating.”“I would agree with you. Are you still seeing the same young man?”“Neil? Yes. My parents like him. He’s very polite and shows them proper respect.”“Good.”“And he. The Lindemann kid we had in here as a junior reporter should have been telling me more about it, but as a junior reporter he was about as useless as any I've seen since I've been here, and that was pretty damn useless. I don't know if I mentioned him, Susan, but I canned him the first of the month after only three months on the job, so I'm back to doing both jobs again."Susan was well aware of what that meant; it was a fact of life around her family and the Record-Herald. For as long as anyone.